"Ha ha, thank you, my Lord." This is exactly what Ke Tongxin wants. He lost the chance to get the demon plant, but he was less valued by the master of the temple, which was also a lost harvest.

A thin and serious old man sits on the top of the main hall. It is Fang Shibo, the Lord of Xinghua temple, who is Fang Tianyou's father.

"God has seen your father." Seeing that there was no outsider in the temple, Fang Tianyou did not regard the Lord of the temple as his father.

"What's the matter with the wound on your face?" Seeing Fang Tianyou's black and blue face, Fang Shibo was surprised and distressed. He is an old son and a three-generation biographer. He is very fond of this precious son.

If not, how could Fang Shibo, a young man, sit in the seat of the Secretary of the left hall.

"It doesn't matter if you fall down accidentally." Fang Tianyou said vaguely.

Today's event is too shameful. Although Gu Fenghua has made a guess, he has no real evidence, so he is too embarrassed to say more.

"I'm so grown-up that I can't even walk safely! When you are young, you sit in the position of the Secretary of the left hall. It is inevitable that some people will not accept you. Therefore, you should set an example in everything. You should not be underestimated. You must be steady and steady, you know? " Fang Shibo had never thought that there were still people in the temple who dared to attack their precious son. He didn't think much about it, but just scolded him.

"God is wrong." Fang Tianyou bowed his head to admit his mistake, and his hatred for Gu Fenghua deepened a little.

"Have all the people who came here today been arranged?" Fang Shibo dotes on his baby son. Seeing that he admits his mistake, he doesn't continue to scold him.

"It's all arranged." Fang Tianyou replied.

"By the way, one of the people who came here is Gu Fenghua. Ran Hongxue, the dean of Lingtian University, came to Xinguan to take care of her. You should take good care of her and help her as much as you can." Fang said.

"Well, I see. I'll take special care of it." Fang Tianyou's mouth was covered with an imperceptible smile. For Gu Fenghua, he really took special care of him. He took care of all of them to the ethereal cloud valley.

Every time the temple experiences, people will find a way to make friends and hope that the temple will take extra care of their children. Fang Tianyou has been used to it for a long time and has never taken Fang's words seriously.

"That's good. You can go first. You should practice hard these days and never relax." Fang Shibo nodded and said.

In fact, ran Hongxue's letter is not as simple as he said. It's just that Fang Tianyou is still young. He didn't want to let him know some things too early, so he didn't mention them.

And when he wants to come, he doesn't have to beat the drum heavily. He has his own advice. His baby son naturally knows how to do it, and he doesn't need to say more.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that his son, who "doesn't have to beat the drum heavily", had already made up his mind to be the enemy of Gu Fenghua and disobeyed his words.

And this will become the biggest regret of his life.

The next morning, just after dawn, Gu Fenghua was awakened by the noise coming from the yard. When he opened the door, he found that lornen and Bai Pang had already woken up and were sitting around the stone table talking excitedly.

The rice porridge on the stone table was made by the white fat man. But Gu Fenghua didn't come, and no one ate it.

"What are you talking about, so happy?" Gu Fenghua filled a bowl of rice porridge, tried not too hot, and asked while drinking porridge.